Sannah ☆

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soft! reader does rodrick's makeup :333

Rodrick was surprisingly compliant when you asked to do his makeup. On one condition; no 'girly shit'.

You hurry to gather all of your makeup products, not only because you're excited, but you quickly start to prevent him from changing his mind.

You straddle his waist, a cute grin plastered onto your face so excited to make him all pretty. "No cute shit, make me hot." He says as he grabs your hips.

You playfully roll your eyes, "You're boring, Roddy." You stretch the headband onto his face, pushing his hair back.

You rub basic skincare into his face. Rodrick sighs, his eyes closed, and the corners of his lips curled. "This is nice." He mutters.

"'Kay, you're all prepped!" You gentle pat his face, earning a smile from him. "Makeup now,"

You reach over him, retrieving a bottle of foundation, and you push down on the nozzle, making a puddle on the back of your hand. You spread it evenly onto his face, "You're a nice canvas, Roddy." He grins, "yeah?"

"Yeah," you say as you pat your beauty blender onto his skin. A comfortable silence blankets you both, only quiet breaths, and the pat of you putting on his concealer is heard.

"What are you doing now?" He cracks an eye open as you grab your powder. "Powder." You speak, patting a layer of powder onto his face with a brush.

"Blush now!" You squeal, tapping the pink powder onto the apples onto his cheeks. "So pretty," you beam.

"So..." you grab an eyeshadow pallete and a pen eyeliner. "You just want eyeliner?"

"Yeah, like what i do for my gigs." You pout at him. He opens his eyes at the silence, "What?"

"That's so boring. Can I just put black eyeshadow on, too? It'll look so hot, I promise." He thinks for a moment, "As long as I look hot."

"Yay!" Delighted, you swish your brush into a pot of black eyeshadow, "Close your eyes," you utter as you dab it onto his lids.

You swiftly put a base of black eyeshadow lightly onto his lids, liquid eyeliner borders his brown eyes.

"Roddy..." You draw out the 'y' "Yeah?" he responds.

"You know how you love me so much, and you said one time that you'd do anything for me?" You ramble. "You want to put glitter on me, don't you?" He says flatly.

"Yea...can I Roddy? Can I?" You place your hands on his chest eagerly waiting for his answer. He lets out a deep sigh before answering, "Whatever, go on."

"Thank you, Roddy!!!" You beam, placing a sweet kiss onto his lips before rummaging into your bag, retrieving the perfect glitter.

He rolls his eyes, secretly melting at your simple happiness. He closes his eyes once again. The pad of your finger strokes the pot of black glitter with hints of silver you transfer it on his crease.

"Ugh, so pretty." You admire your work. After a few finishing touches and a spray, he was officially glammed.

He opens his eyes to see his exhilarated girlfriend and feels a weight on his lids. "You ready to see how beautiful you look?" You cheerfully say with a hand-held mirror ushering it towards him encouraging him to take it.

"Look, Roddy!" He grabs the mirror and spins it towards himself. He looks back to his reflection. He saw a familiar yet unrecognisable face stare back at him. His false eyelashes flutter with each bewildered blink.

"Woah..." You smile in response, you lean forward, squishing your face next to his. Looking at him in the mirror too, "Aren't you gorgeous?"

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